Side Story 2) The End of a Long Journey
From that day on, Moriah spent more time in Sitmer's garden.
It was a thrill for Pip, who had tamed Moriah as his goal in life.
"Oh, this peculiar and beautiful guy!"
"peculiar and beautiful? In my eyes, you only see him as a cunning and demanding guy?"
The villa keeper grumbled with a smile, but it couldn't take away the smile on Pip's lips.
"I want you to keep doing cute things. So that Charlotte can smile happily when she comes to visit."
Pip's wish was soon realized. In front of Bern's family, who visited the villa, Moriah looked like a gentle sheep.
"Hi, Moriah. We finally met."
Seeing Charlotte's tears streaming down her face as if she was thrilled, Pip felt proud.
"The Duke said that the real owner of Moriah is the young lady. If you want, you can take him with you to raise him."
"No. This is Moriah's house."
Moriah liked Charlotte Bern from the beginning. She didn't treat him like other little ones; she was always cautious, and she always smelled good.
Krrrr krrrr.
Moria gurgled and brushed his tail against the child's leg.
"Now we are friends, let's get along."
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Charlotte went to the villa whenever she had a chance.
"Apple blossoms are in full bloom in our orchard. Of course, I can't see it, but I don't know how good it smells. My mother and Uncle Beppy were busy without blinking an eye. It is a matter of leaving only the flowers that bear fruit and picking and throwing away the rest... I'm kind of sad to throw away a good petal."
"Mitch won first place in the writing test. But he failed math, so my sister is not the only one who is worried. My sister wants Mitch to stay here for a few days, like me and my stepmother. So that she can teach him to study and get to know the Duke better. But Mitch refuses. He makes excuses that he doesn't want to disturb our time alone, but I think it's because of the Duke. That talkative Mitch is so angry in front of the Duke that he can't even speak properly. Every time that happens, I'm going to die of funny."
"Moriah, I think you've gained too much weight. Our Brave has also gained a lot of weight, so I've been working hard lately... When I see you running around every day, I think Pip is too indiscreet to give you food. I should tell him not to do that."
The child always scolded like that in front of Moriah.
Most of the words were incomprehensible to the creatures that crawled on the ground, but the child's voice, which was as clear as a stream, made him feel good just by listening to it.
A little more time passed. The season has come when hydrangeas bloom in every flower bed in the garden, and the scent of grape flowers vibrates.
Charlotte came to the pavilion where Moriah was located today, as usual.
"What day is it?"
The child's voice was very excited, unusually.
"It's the day when my two favorite people finally become one."
Charlotte pulled out a small basket with a handle in front of Moriah. It was full of bright red rose petals.
"I'm going to use this to make a flower path in front of them. I'm so nervous. I'm going to die of nervousness."
Even though she shrank her shoulders, the smile on Charlotte's lips didn't disappear.
"On a day like today, my sister has to wear a pure white dress. Elier' in Novak... No, it was made by the most famous designer on the continent, and my mother did. It's really pretty, like the mythical goddess of beauty. What does a dress with golden hair and snow white look like?"
Charlotte clasped her hands together with ecstatic eyes. The child, who had been doing this for a long time, suddenly turned to Moriah's side.
"Sooner or later, my sister and the Duke will leave for the New World, after today's ceremony and the birth of a child."
Her voice was a little heavy.
"There are still too many people in this world who oppose my sister's marriage to the Duke. So the two of them have no choice but to leave for the New World. I can't believe I'm going to break up with my sister... Just thinking about it makes me so sad."
In silence, Moriah licked her feet, and Charlotte looked down at the pond for a long time, her hands on the pavilion railing.
"Why don't I follow them?"
Without waiting for an answer, Charlotte continued.
"In order not to interfere with my sister and the Duke's new life. No matter how generous and generous the New World is, it is still... It's not open to a child like me. Even there, I'm just a monster."
Why does a calm voice sound so sad? Moria approached Charlotte's teeth and rubbed her body.
"If I go, not only my sister and the Duke, but also my precious nephew will hear strange sounds. It's mixed with the blood of the crippled."
Charlotte muttered and gently scratched the cat's ear.
"My sister and the Duke have had a very hard time all this time. I don't want them to go through the same thing in a new world."
The child said and put her hand in the basket. Not a single petal fell off and hung on the calyx. After fiddling with it for a long time, Charlotte boldly took off the petal. A sweet scent wafted up and tickled Moriah's nose.
"Well, it's not that sad. In fact, I had a bigger reason why I didn't have to follow my sister. What is that?"
The child's face began to come to life again.
"I got into a troupe. It's the same troupe that performed "The Adventures of Kildreddred" at Kanta's Mask Festival. The general manager, Mr. Heather, said that he liked me at first sight, but I know very well. If the Duke hadn't used his hand, he wouldn't have chosen a blind person like me as a member."
Charlotte put down the basket, groped the floor, and leaned against the gazebo pillar.
"But it doesn't matter. I'm going to be a great monster and a witch. I'm going to be the best actor like Humphrey, the most popular dwarf in Novak."
The bright sunlight over the child's shoulder shone like a halo. Moriah looked up at her and squatted down on the floor. He was diligently washing his face with saliva on his front paws when someone approached him.
"Emilia calls. Let's go to Emilia."
He was a big man who always stood by the child's side.
When she first saw that shabby man, Moriah was frightened and busy running in line. But that's not the case anymore. The man he had been watching was as gentle as a spring breeze and as gentle as a kitten.
"I'll go, Moriah. See you later!"
The child waved vigorously in the direction of Moriah.
Moriah watched the backs of the two of them and then jumped out of the pavilion.
Is it because of the reverberation of roses? He was starting to get hungry. Moriah stared through the entrance to the villa. As expected, someone jumped up.
"Oh, I'm sorry. You were so busy that you forgot about it, right?"
It was Pip, Moriah's loyal butler and attendant. The fragrant smell of oil wafted from the plate he was holding.
"Do you know what day it is?"
Pip said the same thing as Charlotte.
"It is the day when the master fulfills his lifelong wish. Look over there."
The cat glanced at where he was pointing.
In the middle of the garden where apple blossoms were in full bloom, a path was somehow created. It was a beautiful flower path richly decorated with wildflowers, including dog flowers, poppies, acacia, and silver tree flowers.
"It's the most beautiful Virgin Road I've ever seen. And do you know who is standing on the podium over there?"
Pip lowered his voice as he pointed to the man with his curly hair hanging down to his shoulders.
"His Majesty. Next to him is the Queen."
The King was wearing a white wig that was only worn for special occasions, but what caught Moriah's attention was something else. The cat was momentarily mesmerized by the gold and silver buttons that flashed all over his body.
"If they find out that His Majesty has come to this Sitmer to declare master marriage, the entire continent will be turned upside down. It's the day the Meyer family will welcome a commoner woman as their Duchess."
Because Pip didn't pay the slightest attention to what he was saying, Moriah felt the limit of her patience little by little. The appetizing smell that had been wafting from earlier was violently irritating his stomach..
"Meaw."
When Moriah cried quite sharply, Pip put down the bowl.
"The Duke held a festival in the whole village. So you should eat your fill today."
It was Moriah's favorite lamb.
Moriah gripped the bone tightly with her front paws, then bit the thick flesh with his teeth. The savory juice burst out of his mouth.
While he was frantically eating meat, Pip had disappeared somewhere. In just a few minutes, Moriah had eaten the last bit of flesh and took his feet to the next meat. But at that moment, he heard music from the flower path. Charlotte appeared with the orchestra's performance.
A girl in a rosy dress held Beppy Dillson's hand with her flowing blonde hair pulled up to the top of her head. Even though the large lump that made the child's face look like a monster was exposed, no one pointed fingers or agitated.
Charlotte continued her trembling steps with difficulty. Every time she took a step forward, she kept shrinking and wanted to run away, but she put a lot of strength into her shoulders and held on. To become a true actor, you had to be able to fully show your face.
Charlotte imagined
At this moment, when she creates a beautiful flower path on her sister's Virgin Road, she says she is shining brightly
That feeling was conveyed by the wind and made the hearts of the bride and groom and other guests eat their hearts.
Charlotte really shone beautifully. And this beautiful memory will become a beacon in the child's heart and a guide that will not lose its light until the end.
At the end of the flower path, Charlotte and Beppy stepped aside, and the music changed. Sweet melodies were scattered over the green courtyard in the clear sunlight.
Men and women walked side by side along the bright red roses. Amazement flowed from the mouths of the very few invited guests.
The man in the tuxedo was perfect. Wearing an ivory vest and a cream tie, he stuck a boutonniere of the same type as the bouquet in the woman's hand in his front pocket.
The woman is pure white.
The woman holding a bouquet of hyacinths, sweet peas, and a pure white background with a hint of pink carefully stepped down the road, covering her face with a transparent veil.
A silk dress covered with lace from the collar to the bust line gently wrapped around her belly, which had bulged from pregnancy, and the scent of flowers overflowed every time the veil swayed.
"Aren't they a couple that is really pleasing to the eye?"
Elier whispered in an admiring voice.
"Yes."
Grojean's voice trembled weakly as he answered.
"It's a couple who are heavily tilted in status, but perfectly balanced aesthetically."
There was a beautiful violin melody, a spring breeze with the scent of flowers, and a strange Impression that a wedding gives. Grojean felt his eyes moisten.
Grojean wasn't the only one who wanted to press the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief. Kalia's cheeks were already damp, and Queen Yvonne was busy whimpering.
The same was true for Laura, who was watching from afar. Laura was holding the baby she had given birth to not long ago in her arms, wiping tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.
In Laura's heart, Emilia has always been a noblewoman, a master, and a Duchess. It was her wish to serve her like that, so she felt sad and regretful.
At this moment, if she had to say who was the most disappointed, Ingrid was the best. She couldn't and didn't want to believe that the lucky dishwasher was leaving for the New World sooner or later. She wanted to follow her to the New World.
Mitch's feelings were very complicated.
He held a handkerchief in his mother's hand and looked at her sister wandering.
Why on earth do you want to go to the New World? When Nathan Malvin asked her to go, she flatly refused.
She even became a Duchess, why?
It hurt his heart to see that his sister was running away secretly.
When Mitch confided in him a few days ago, Grojean laughed absurdly.
"The Duke is not leaving for the New World because he is afraid of the eyes of those around him. It's not just because of Miss Bern. He wants to move away from the name Meyer for a while. He wanted to live freely without the title of heir to a great aristocratic family. He was a very independent person from a young age. Isn't Miss Bern similar? In that sense, the two of them really look a lot alike."
Yes, they look alike.
Mitch laughed.
Whether he was running away or not, one thing was certain. The two will pursue their dreams in a world just for the two of them. And when they come back here, they will be the kind of person that no one can ignore.
It was a private wedding with many things omitted and hidden, but all the traditional and essential procedures were followed. Joseph personally read the two-page proclamation of marriage, and the pastor offered a ceremonial prayer.
"I declare that in the name of Joseph that they are married."
Applause poured out along with the declaration of their marriage.
Duke Meyer lifted the veil and pulled the bride's chin to kiss her. After many twists and turns and a difficult journey, the two finally became husband and wife.
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